Ko-fi donationsBuy Me a Coffee

Alfarell

A 213-post collection

Challenge #04490-L106: For Love, Not Reward

She was willing to die to save the world carrying her god within. The team, and the god, however, were not willing to let her fade so easily, but, when it was over, what was left would need a lot of healing for her to be fully restored, a lot of rest to regain what was lost, and she'll never be quite the same again. Once you have harbored divinity within, even when recovered, you never escape being changed.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04208-k190-sacrifice-of-the-willing -- Anon Guest

Wypacket didn't trust gods. They were far too pushy and didn't do anything unless the mortals begged nicely enough. As a Felida, he refused to beg. Begging was for dogs, not a noble creature like himself. His ancestors were once venerated by the hairless ape-people calling themselves yoominsor suchlike.

But he did like Aubine. She'd found him after the Carnival People had stolen him and done horrendous things to make him perform for entertainment. Or, more precisely, after their actions had taken too steep a toll and they'd thrown him away. She'd saved him from the brink of death, and treated him like a person. That was worth something. She was foolishly kind and generous enough to let a god ride her body so he was foolishly loyal enough to follow her into the pits of whatever hell this was and keep her safe.

He didn't know magic. He didn't trust gods. He had clever hands, fast feet, and sharp eyes that could spot any danger before the other two even bothered.

Support me on Patreon / Buy me a Ko-fi

Continue Reading

Prompts remaining: 20 Submit a Prompt!
Ask a question

Challenge #04489-L105: Deep Down Farming

I'm a half-human with an unusual gift. Who am I? Oh just a simple farmer. What do I raise? Cattle? Oh no, too many monsters, though I can hunt those for food, giant boars and huge deer taste good. I raise Dire Spiders. The silk ensures clothing, money, and my gift? I can understand their feelings so I know how to ensure they have a comfortable home. -- Anon Guest

People up on the surface always make the same mistake about the

Read more »

Challenge #04481-L097: Place of Special Interest

You find them in odd places, people clustered in groups, armed with note books or 'guides to'. Focusing on what seems like nothing in particular or hovering at railway station on spots near the tarmac at airports. "Spotters", "Twitchers", eager to see or spot something rare. Planes, birds, rare engines. -- She Who Knits

There was a shelter-house at the crossroads. Generally a place for travelers to find relief from the weather. They were expected to restock the firewood and any long-term

Read more »

Challenge #04476-L092: Temporary Apprentice

A human teen has been following a hellkin around town for some time now.

"Why are you following me, human? I'm not doing anything wrong!"

Um...I...um .. sorry but..I...c...can... you t... teach me to d...do magic better? P.... please?

(Yes the stutter in the post is deliberate. Not everyone talks what most people call 'normal'. Just because we stutter does not mean we're stupid.) -- Anon Guest

They called themself Reason Solo. Reason, because there had to

Read more »

Challenge #04473-L089: Drama Balm

A wandering caravan has attracted a small friend that ensures that even the worst days still brings at least one smile. A small group of Cykets had decided to make their homes in the wagons and travel with the merchants.

https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04153-k135-to-breathe-clouds-of-joy -- Anon Guest

[AN: For those who don't want to look into the archives, a Cyket is a tiny gryphon-like creature that feature parts of a cygnet (baby swan) and a small monkey. The down from

Read more »

Challenge #04471-L087: Kindness Returned

They loved to sing. And would do so, gentle melodies, each time they went to harvest the hives. During that time, there always seemed to be other singers around them, the voices raised in gentle accompaniment. Even the bees seemed to calm during this. Once the honey was harvested, two small jars were left on the stoop, and the singer went to their home to process the rest. -- Anon Guest

Laurie sang to her bees. They were good company, and frequently

Read more »

Challenge #04463-L079: Sacrifice For Knowledge

And you can add the rest of the Gekk mantra if you like. Eye opener, heart starter, friend in Long nights assignments. Have fun. -- She Who Knits

[AN: Reminder that the titles of prompt posts do not count for the prompt. I have to use what you put inside the post]

"It is said that the Gekk knew a mantra that could restart hearts and open eyes. Friend of the long night. Alas, what is meant by that saying is lost.

Read more »

Challenge #04461-L077: Where it's Safe

From those printed source books that helped Afro American's to safely travel to those real or mental lists of 'I know someone who has'. They are priceless and often weird. -- Anon Guest

[AN: I'm pretty sure the polite term was African American... back in the 1990's]

Resources are more than the base materials used to create something... or many somethings. More often than not, resources are sources of information. Secrets to relative success. Passed along by word of mouth, by sigils

Read more »

Challenge #04460-L076: Protecting Dreams

Those that came enmasse were all known as the "unwelcome peoples." Didn't matter the race. They were given warm beds, or rather, sleeping rolls so thick and soft that one did not feel the hard floor, and special blankets enchanted with a magic that chased away bad dreams, and gave gentle ones. And if any came to harm those gathered here, they soon learned where those nightmares went. -- Anon Guest

The sign could be read even by those who did not

Read more »

Challenge #04459-L075: The Strength of Hope

Does it really matter what you pick? You sensed it haven’t you, the other choices you made runs parallel to your actions. You haven’t realized you already decided, you already tipped the domino of cause and effect. The multiverse is filled with the corpuses of your failures. -- Anon Guest

It doesn't matter, whispered the voice in the back of the Hellkin's mind. You can try your heart out in proving yourself a hero... they'll still call you a monster.

Read more »

Challenge #04455-L071: A Cure For a Cad

Behold this beautiful little flower. So unassuming, so innocent, soft and purple. I wouldn't touch this foxglove if I were you, not unless you wear gloves. You may not like what the sap can do to skin that may have cuts, or otherwise be permeable. -- Anon Guest

Beautiful to look at, wonderful to behold. But if you touch... your end is foretold.

Consider a field of flowers. Pink, white, or purple. The soft petal bells bear little spots, and multitudes of

Read more »

Challenge #04453-L069: Celebrate Life

Festivals in the part of the city where the Unwelcome welcome all -- Anon Guest

There's places like this in every city. Usually, it's a tightly packed alley or two that has denizens rather than residents. You can feel every eye watching you warily, and there's a pervading miasma of suspicion and fear.

In a city as big and old as Deepwater, it's an entire district. Minor Perdition was the Hellkin Ghetto, and a place where the Unwelcome, Unwanted, and largely unwashed

Read more »

Challenge #04452-L068: Way of the Dragon

This is a strange place where students are taught to fight. Not the ways of the shadow, but how to fight like the dragon-born. The teachers do not care that most of the students here are not, and were never dragons. Or that there are all races. All they care is that these youngsters, and some adults, are their students. And they will help others who are mistreated stand on their feet once more. -- The New Guy

Places like this are

Read more »

Challenge #04449-L065: City of Lights in the Dark

In this village, there were no such thing as "low born" and "high born". There were no such thing as "dark" and "light' except for "Were the candles lit so we can read?" In this place, dark elves, kobolds, and hellkin lived peacefully along with humans and other "light" races. Needless to say, adventuring parties learn quickly that discrimination, here, is absolutely forbidden. -- Lessons

[AN: The ability to see in the dark has its limits in Alfarell. People who have it

Read more »

Challenge #04447-L063: Almost a Nursery Tale

They thought they were nothing, a nobody, just another face in the crowd. Then they ran and grabbed the reigns of the horses of a runaway carriage before it could end up tipping into the ravine, and their whole life changed. -- Anon Guest

They call the town Cliffbridge, after its most noticeable feature, the D'varuv-made bridge across the ravine that divided the mountains in twain. Legend said that it was the result of a giant's sword, or some demon attempting to

Read more »